Doorways are where the truth is told. People are always on the go. Ready to get to their lives and live it to the fullest, anyway they know how. Life is meaningless unless you bring meaning to it. Sometimes we think the best ways to live are in the doorways of other people’s lives. No one but yourself will bring meaning to your life.

At times I find myself looking forward to a time in the future. A time when something is going to be different. A change I’m not even sure exists. Searching for the moment when my life is supposed to begin.

Addiction. We all go through it. Been there, done that, right? I'm there now, coffee, early morning, have to have it, or do I?

If you can figure out work and you can figure out family, you will be happy in life. Because that’s all there is to life, work and family.

A week ago in Reaching My Dreams, I said I’ll share a piece from the book I’m working on. I’m a man of my word. Below you’ll find a small piece from the book. I hope you enjoy this as much as I did writing it. I can’t wait to finish the book and share all of it with you all.

A sickness can be just about anything, from a simple cold to worrying. That’s what this post is about, worrying. Worrying about your bills or if you’re going to be on time is for the birds. Leave it at the door. There is no real reason to worry about what you can not change or fix. Don’t worry because you can fix this problem.

When I see myself looking for a story to tell, I wonder if that’s what I should be doing, looking for a story to tell. I love writing, the creation of a story, and I especially love that sometimes, completely different topics can come together to serve one main purpose, it’s amazing.

I want to spend more time reaching my dreams.

Being bombarded with everyone’s problems because they don’t want to deal with it can get you down. It can cause you to develop stress and make you think your brain is mush. There is something you can do about it. When others want to pass their struggles on to you so they can get back to what they were doing - their stress-free life - and leave you to it. Show them what you are made of.

Growing up, on St. Patrick’s Day, wearing green meant not being pinched by your peers. Who want’s to be pinched anyway? I remember hiding my green color so that when I was pinched I could pinch back. That’s how the game was played, right? Well, even if it wasn’t, I still enjoyed annoying my friends.

When I was a kid I got myself caught up with a bunch of red wasps. It wasn’t a pleasant experience and I hope it never happens to me again or to anyone for that matter. You never know how your day will turn out even if you are having the best day of your life. It’s funny how things turn out. How you can go from being fearless to afraid to fearless again.

Open your eyes and just see what happens today. Let the day take charge and become only the observer, you never know what might happen. You may fall into a bucket of shit and come out smelling like roses. Who knows and it’s possible.